About 2 years ago, when my unemployment ran out, and I was really struggling emotionally, my therapist/pdoc finally verbally slapped me upside the head and said, “you’re sick, stupid.” (paraphrased of course ;)) My friends and family agreed.
I’d been wanting to avoid this. I applied for disability, but refused to give up, in the meantime. I ended up applying for public assistance, a condition of which required me to attend a job training/job search program. Due to some problems with my application (they were convinced I was hiding money somewhere, despite me giving them all the records I had) the most assistance I got was less than $50 a month in food stamps. But that’s neither here nor there.
I worked with the local Goodwill, which had a Job Seekers program that met every week. We would get together and discuss current postings on the web, as well as meet with individual counselors. I applied for jobs every week (at the time, I did not have internet at home and had to use the computers at the library or at Goodwill). Nothing.
I have to say here: I am a college graduate (though of an age where they told me to take the date of the diploma off my resume). I had 13 years of office experience. I generally got along well with my co-workers. I have excellent written communication skills. To my detriment, I am rather shy with people I don’t know; however, in small groups I get comfortable pretty quickly. And, unlike a lot of people, I don’t get bored doing the same things over and over.
Not getting call-backs on my applications was so disheartening. You just want to give up, you know? But at the time, my mother (who’d moved in after she’d had a stroke and was unable to live by herself) was basically supporting me, and things were WAY too tight. Having the Goodwill program, and my Goodwill counselor, helped me keep going. (I told him once that sometimes the only way I could get my act together was because I knew I had an appointment with him, and didn’t want to have to tell him I’d gotten nothing done in the last week or two. ;))
So I think for some people, these programs can do a lot of good. But they won’t help you if you really just don’t want to work.
I was in the program until May 2011, when I (finally!) managed to get a temp job with a great company. It was only 20 hours a week, and they couldn’t guarantee how long it would last. I didn’t care; I was thrilled. It wasn’t even far from home!
Then, 2 1/2 weeks in, my disability lawyer calls and says I got approved for disability. :smack:
Much as I hated to, I had to give up the job. The 10-hour days were killing me (6 am-4:30 pm, a few times even later). I have a bad back, and even sitting all day scanning documents tired me out to the point where I was exhausted when I got home. In addition, disability would pay me $400 a month more than the job I was at, and would include benefits, which I would need to get better.
The current plan is to follow up on anything that can potentially help me get better (art therapy, CPAP, whatever) in addition to therapist/doctor visits. I’d like to get back to work (or grad school) before I turn 45.
The bummer is going to be that the Goodwill program that helped me a couple years ago doesn’t exist in my area anymore. 